Tiramisu and Latte at Lake Charlotte
Sunday afternoon is my favorite time for creating visions. Visions of who I want to be, where I want to go this year, what I still want to do with and in my life before I croak, and what I want to do in my business next week. So, with this planning exercise in mind, I drove 40 km to a little restaurant at Lake Charlotte (halfway between here and Perth), exercise book and pen in hand, and settled by the waterside in a pensive mood. Sustained, of course, by the inevitable coffee and sweet stuff. Yes, I do tend to watch calories, but so what…
So what transpired from my ‘vision’ exercise this afternoon? Hmm let me see…a visit to New Zealand later this year (I’ll settle for the Queenstown area this time). It also seems like a good idea to visit Singita Lodge in the Kruger National Park (a bit pricey), and to spend a few days in and around the quaint little town of Franschoek near Cape Town. Then there’s also some house renovations, changes to the garden, and affiliate marketing stuff that needs to be done next week. All duly recorded in my notebook, which means that they will ‘happen’ in due course.
Lake Charlotte
Now the sun is down, I had supper and a glass of red on the front verandah. A few emails to friends and family and I can settle down. Was a good day!
The title of this post almost reminds me of a certain movie! Yes, I have stopped blogging more than a year ago, but things are slowly returning to normal and for all intents and purposes I am back.
When Marijana (here with Picasso) passed away a year ago my world stopped turning altogether. MRI scans have confirmed that when a person’s loved one exits the relationship, the same part of the brain that registers pain in response to holding a (too) hot cup of coffee becomes active. I can vouch for that! When a close partner dies, something in you dies as well. It physically hurts. I guess it’s like losing a limb in an accident…you have to learn how to function without it. Blogging under these circumstances is, alas, not a high priority.
As time passes, things get more manageable (they say it takes about two years, ouch!) and I find myself drawn back to the things I like, such as online marketing. And blogging, of course.
Years ago, when still living in Pretoria, I had the Gevers couple as neigbors. Teo was Dutch, and lost his first wife to cancer. Elizabeth was English, and lost her first husband in a flying accident. He had four kids, she had four, and together they made another one. Nine kids! Anyway, that’s not the point. In the foyer at the entrance to their home was a small water feature, and a plaque with a poem by Mary Lee Hall:
“If I should die and leave you here a while,
be not like others sore undone,
who keep long vigil by the silent dust.
For my sake turn again to life and smile,
nerving thy heart and trembling hand
to do something to comfort other hearts than thine.
Complete these dear unfinished tasks of mine
and I perchance may therein comfort you.”
Okay…turning to life again.
Deon
